The old grey goose no longer sings <br /> <br />As he falls from grace and flings his wings <br /> <br />And flings his wings to no avail <br /> <br />Shaking and shuttering, his tail sets sail <br /> <br />And as he fell the gander thought it neat <br /> <br />...To watch the old squacker loose his feet <br /> <br />His severed feet then hit his bill <br /> <br />She loudly cackled as he took his spill <br /> <br />All that was left then hit a willow <br /> <br />And now the old grey goose resides in my pillow....
